Aug 15, 2010 13:54
Too many sounds cry behind my eyes.
They won't leave me alone with my thoughts.
I need to be alone with them so I may bury them
In the dark, but the darkness screams at me.
Be still my beating feelings!
Bottle up abandonment,
Cover it with six feet of regret,
Ice it over with heart-hardened pain.
Down here, underneath my nightmare,
It is safe. It is quiet. It is dark.
Up there, where dreams come true,
You live.
You laugh.
You love.
Down here, heaven can't hurt me.
~Q